It didn’t matter, as I was becoming accustomed with Sam, I didn’t get the chance. “Okay, can we change the subject?” I requested though at that moment, pressed to him tight when he was accepting me even though I was laying out all my dark secrets, proving without a doubt he should take me back to the hotel, drop me off and never look back, I didn’t know what subject to change it to. I’d already had a variety of opportunities to experience the hard parts of his body I certainly didn’t need another one. I belatedly forced my arms between us but only succeeded in getting them trapped with my hands flat against the hard wall of his chest. You were in that dress, I’d look for awhile. “Paparazzi was in your business, a picture of you was in front of my face, Kia, baby, seriously, I would look.

“And you won’t be the last,” he finished. “You aren’t the first,” he replied which was definitely the truth Teri was way into him before he even quit football and went into the Army. “That isn’t funny either, that’s creepy,” I informed him. I thought he would let me go instantly, repulsed by this news, or at the very least it would creep him out, but instead he started chuckling. “In fact, I borderline internet stalked you.” “I do,” I again confirmed then went for the gusto because, what the heck, in my efforts to get him to back off, nothing else was working. “You also told me you knew me,” he reminded me. He was right which was also annoying so I just glared at him. That’s intriguing, yeah, but it sure as f**k isn’t mysterious.” “Baby, I knew you all of two minutes when you told me your husband was murdered while doin’ your high school arch-nemesis. Women like that are always intriguing and mysterious.”

Heaven and hell by kristen ashley